"Hahaha, look how good the couple are. They are all whispering." Mrs. Wu teased them, which made the other three elders laugh.

At this time, Feng churui's cell phone rang. He looked at it, hung up and pretended to continue eating as if nothing had happened.

Then the phone rang again. This time, he hung up again. The phone rang several times in a row, and he hung up.

Feng Lao looked at him: "whose phone, why don't you answer?"

"Secretary Wu's." He made no secret of it.

Old Feng was displeased: "since it's secretary Wu's phone, how can you not answer it? What if there is a political delay?"

Feng churui said slowly, "nothing is more important than having dinner with his family."

This sentence makes Feng Laoyou satisfied. The belief that family is the most important is the family motto of the Feng family.

Filial piety was expressed. Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng were very reasonable and asked him to answer the phone. Everything was a political matter and would be with his family for a long time.

Feng churui looks at old Wu and Mrs. Wu and asks. Since old Feng and Mrs. Feng have spoken, the two elders of the Wu family are naturally embarrassed to let him stay. After all, their goal tonight has been achieved.

Whether Feng churui stays or leaves has little impact on them.

"Parents, Uncle Wu, aunt Wu, Yuqing, take your time. I'll go first." With an elegant and decent farewell, Feng churui picked up the phone and walked out.

Out of the private room, he immediately hung up the phone of secretary Wu and called Wu Xuewei. The phone kept ringing, but no one answered.

This also made him more and more sure that she was the one hit by the waiter at the door of the private room. When he got out of the hotel, he went straight to the apartment.

In the other VIP room, Wu Xuewei was in a bad mood when she came back from going to the bathroom. Jolen and her friends looked at her and asked her what had happened. She just shook her head and said nothing.

It doesn't seem like nothing's going on?

A face of loss and depression, no matter how they tease, they can't laugh. At least they can barely laugh. They laugh more ugly than crying. It's better not to laugh!

"Xuewei, what's on your mind? Can you tell me?" Qiao Lun grabbed Wu Xuewei's full glass and put it in front of him again.

She has drunk a lot tonight. People who drink muggy wine are easy to get drunk. He is afraid that she will feel bad in her heart.

"It's all right. What can I do?" Wu Xuewei smiled foolishly, reached out and grabbed the wine back, Gulu Gulu drank it up, then patted him on the shoulder, drunk and confused: "is it a friend?"

"Of course!" Jolen nodded affirmatively, with an air of 'who dares to say it's not, just wait to be beaten'.

"Good!" Wu Xuewei smiled with satisfaction, fished a bottle of wine and stuffed it into his hand: "if it's a friend, drink with me. Don't talk so much nonsense."

"Drink." Knowing that nothing could be asked from her mouth, jorun took the wine bottle and blew it directly.

As soon as the big guys saw that they were so heroic and drank so forthright, they were all eager to try. They abandoned their wine glasses and picked up the wine bottle.

After eating this meal for five hours, he drank almost all his friends down.

Several boys vomited in the bathroom, washed their faces and woke up a lot before sending the girls back to the hotel.

Qiao Lun got into a taxi with Wu Xuewei, who was drunk like mud, and asked her where she lived. She leaned vaguely against the back seat and reported the hotel address. Then she shook her hand and said no. she covered her head with one hand and thought for a long time before kowtowing out the apartment address.